"The Day of Doom has come!
"Our structure has collapsed!
"After all the good we've done,
"Our sickness has relapsed!"
It must be
My time to die!
For I can
No longer lie!
No one stays
In their despair!
They reach out
To things they care!
I hear them sing,
"Let's celebrate!"
"We no longer
"Seek to hate!"
At first I thought,
"They're being funny!"
When they said,
"We need no money!"
They're all saying,
Love will work!
"Don't say that!
"I'll look a jerk!"
To my heart comes
Gathering gloom;
"Yes, this is
"My day of doom!"
No one goes
To jobs they hate!
No one stops
To debate!
They spring forth
As veal calves freed!
Don't they know
We must have greed!
And no one says
The things they should!
No one says,
"My evil's good!"
These wimpy people
Run to love!
Won't give or take
A hit or shove!
How do they hope
To be glad,
When they say,
"My pain is bad!"
Everybody
Hugs another!
I hate it when
They call me brother!
"These stupid people
"Have not a clue!
"You've forgotten what
"My god bids you!"
"Oh, please! Oh, please!
"Obey my god!
"Don't say my life
"Is all a fraud!"
"You torture me
"Of all my air!
"When you say,
"We must care!"
I shiver out now
In the cold;
Now my evil
Is not so bold.
I cannot believe
My god let me down!
And left me wearing
This tortured frown!
I ask my god,
"Where is your face!
"What has happened
"To my high place!"
My god laughs!
Says all is fine!
Says my money
Is always mine!
But as I clutch
My dollar bills;
I can't escape
These growing ills.
So I grab the
Bleeding needle;
So I can stay
All too feeble.
I can't get it
Through my head:
My society
god is dead.
For if it is
Not alive,
Then for what
Can I strive?
I can't believe I've fallen!
I can't believe I fell!
I can't believe I'm stuck
In this infernal hell!
It never used to matter
If I ever lied!
It never used to matter
If I never cried!
It never used to matter
That I always sighed!
It never used to matter
How I ever vied!
It never used to matter
What foul things I tried!
It never used to matter
That I always fried!
The god is dead!
My god is dead!
I just realized it
In my head!
With my god
My future's past!
The things it built
Did not last!
The world no longer
Pats my back!
Approves no more
My holy flack!
I did the things
They said I should!
Those lying bastards
Were no good!
I gave up
On my true dreams!
Now I cry
Regretful screams!
Because I never
Had remorse,
I find I have
No recourse!
Oh, it truly
Is the end!
Everybody
Calls me friend!
My god has hung me
Out to dry!
And now I see
My ways must die!
And for that
I thank You, God!
I really hated
Being a fraud!